Chapter 189 - 189 Isn't This the Same As Hitting the Muzzle of a Gun?
189 Isn’t This the Same As Hitting the Muzzle of a Gun?
Now, many of the Zhonghai University students who had watched the live broadcast of this episode of ‘Bizarre Student Award’ had become Ye Feng’s fans. Many of them even regarded Ye Feng as their idol.
At this time, seeing that this ‘Seeing Worthy Talent For a Worthy Companion’ had jumped out to be sarcastic again, many students of Zhonghai University launched a counterattack.
[The dogs of University of Finance and Economics, crawl for me. Stop being an eyesore here.]
[This guy still has the face to appear? You’ve already forgotten how you were slapped in the face by Professor Jiao Yan?]
[The funniest joke you’ve ever heard? Who do you think you are? I think you’re a joke.]
[Is this the standard of a student from the University of Finance and Economics? It’s really making people laugh their heads off.]
[Who do you think you are? What right do you have to question Ye Feng?]
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University of Finance and Economics, male dormitory.
When Wen Qixian saw the students of Zhonghai University attacking him, the corner of his mouth immediately curved into a sneer.
He immediately posted another top comment.
[What right do I have? I’m Wen Qixian, the son of Wen Tingguang, the owner of Zhonghai Tycoon Club. Do you think I have the right to question you?]
[I can tell you very responsibly that the Zhonghai Tycoon Club is not Ye Feng’s.]
[Moreover, because this Zhonghai Tycoon Club’s share transfer agreement is fake, the company’s shares are not real. Then, can I reasonably suspect that the other share transfer documents of Ye Feng are also fake?]
As soon as his comments came out, the students of Zhonghai University immediately shut down the live broadcast of ‘Bizarre Student Awards’.
[Is the boss of Zhonghai Tycoon Club called Wen Tingguang? Isn’t it Ye Feng?]
[That’s impossible. The share transfer agreement is there in black and white. How can it be fake?]
[But if he is really the son of the boss of Zhonghai Tycoon Club, it is hard to say.]
At this time, the students of the University of Finance and Economics finally found the opportunity to fight back.
[Hahaha, after all this, this box of share transfer documents is all fake?]
[I knew it. How could a first-year student get so many share transfer papers?]
[This is called a fake ghost meeting the real one, right? I guess Ye Feng didn’t expect to meet the son of the boss of Zhonghai Tycoon Club.]
[What does it mean by face smacking at light speed? I guess Ye Feng’s face is about to be slapped swollen.]
[These are the students of Zhonghai University. They all rely on cheating and scamming.]
[Where are the dogs from Zhonghai University? Why aren’t you barking? Continue to scream!]
All of a sudden, the students of the University of Finance and Economics had the upper hand again.
The students of Zhonghai University were left speechless.
After all, the son of the boss of Zhonghai Tycoon Club had denied it in person. What else could they do?
But at this moment, Dean Pang Guangnian posted another top comment.
[Student Wen, is there a misunderstanding? I don’t think these share transfer documents are fake!]
When Wen Qixian saw this comment, he immediately replied.
[Dean Pang, I respect you very much. But I have to tell you the truth. I’ve never heard my father say anything about the club being acquired. It’s obvious that Ye Feng made up everything, so please deal with it seriously.]
[If Ye Feng really fabricated the share transfer agreement to deceive everyone, I will definitely report it to the school. But I also hope that you can confirm it again and make things clear.]
[No problem. I’ll call my father to confirm it now, and then I’ll make the confirmation public.]
After Wen Qixian posted this comment, he immediately took out his mobile phone and called his father.
The phone rang a few times before it was picked up.
Wen Tingguang’s slightly tired voice could be heard from the other side. “Xiao Xian, what’s the matter?”
Wen Qixian immediately got straight to the point. “Dad, let me ask you something. Do you know a person named Ye Feng?”
Wen Tingguang’s voice was filled with surprise. “Why are you asking this?”
Wen Qixian immediately retold what happened in the live broadcast room.
“It’s one thing for that idiot to fake the transfer of shares of other companies, but how dare he fake our Zhonghai Tycoon Club’s? Isn’t he just hitting the muzzle of a gun?”
After he finished speaking, the other side immediately fell silent.
“Dad, are you still there…”
Before he could finish his words.
Wen Tingguang’s furious roar could be heard.
“Little b*stard, you actually offended Mr. Ye? Are you trying to kill our entire family?”
Wen Qixian heard his father’s roar and was suddenly stunned.
“Dad, what’s going on? Could it be… That Ye Feng really bought our club?”
Wen Tingguang tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart. “I had a failed investment some time ago, so I transferred the club to Mr. Ye. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to worry…”
Wen Qixian’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Could it be… Are those share transfer documents real?”
Once he said that, Wen Tingguang’s anger was once again ignited. “You still have the face to say that? Hurry up and publicly apologize to Mr. Ye!”
Wen Qixian was a little hesitant. “Dad, can we just forget about the apology?”
He wanted him to apologize to Ye Feng in front of so many people, especially in front of the students of Zhonghai University?
He really couldn’t let go of this face.
Hearing his words, Wen Tingguang flew into a rage once again. “Little b*stard, if you want to die, don’t drag your mother and I down with you!”
“Do you know who Mr. Ye is?”
“Hurry up and go apologize! Now, immediately, immediately!”
Wen Qixian was a little dumbfounded. “Ye Feng, isn’t he just a freshman?”
Wen Tingguang tried his best to keep his tone calm.
“When Mr. Ye bought our club, I sent someone to investigate his background. I found out that other than his net worth of tens of billions, he’s also closely related to two people.”
Wen Qixian was a little curious. “Which two?”
“Shen Guanlin, Tan Bohong!” Wen Tingguang slowly spat out the six words.
When Wen Qixian heard these two names, he only felt his scalp go numb and goosebumps all over his body.
Then, his face turned pale and he fell to the ground.